Goldsmith's choice works; comprising his Vicar of Wakefield, poems and plays - Tapa blanda

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1876 Excerpt: ... But I will rally, and combat the miner: Not a look, nor a smile shall my passion discover. She that gives all to the false one pursuing her, Makes but a penitent, and loses a lover. EPILOGUE, SPOKEN BY ME LEE LEWIS, IN THE CHARACTER OF HARLEQUIN, AT HIS BENEFIT. Hold! Prompter, hold! a word before your nonsense: I'd speak a word or two to ease my conscience. My pride forbids it ever should be said My heels eclipsed the honours of my head; That I found humour in a piebald vest, Or ever thought that jumping was a jest. Takes off his mask Whence, and what art thou, visionary birth? Nature disowns, and reason scorns, thy mirth; In thy black aspect every passion sleeps, The joy that dimples, and the woe that weeps. How hast thou fill'd the scene with all thy brood Of fools pursuing, and of fools pursued! Whose ins and outs no ray of sense discloses, Whose only plot it is to break our noses; Whilst from below the trap-door demons rise, And from above the dangling deities. And shall I mix in this unhallow'd crew? May rosin'd lightning blast me if I do! No--I will act--I '11 vindicate the stage: Shakespeare himself shall feel my tragic rage. Off! off! vile trappings! a new passion reigns; The madd'ning monarch revels in my veins. Oil! for a Richard's voice to catch the theme,--"Give me another horse! bind up my wounds!--soft--'twas but a dream." Ay, 'twas but a dream, for now there's no retreating, If I cease Harlequin, I cease from eating. 'Twas thus that sop's stag, a creature blameless, Yet something vain, like one that shall be nameless, Once on the margin of a fountain stood, And cavill'd at his image in the flood. "The deuce confound,tt he cries, "these drumstick shanks! They never have my gratitude nor thanks; They're perfectly disgraceful! strike me dead; B...